This is a song about "Late 1800 medical practices"

But i do quite well with all the bait

Let em marinate, you forever late

New york, va, dc, get paid

So much hate know it's too late

When the club gets played

Cus now nigga its to late

Do not delay the time is late,

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Let em marinate, you forever late

And use it all to get high on the medical herbs

Love my women with high heels and high standards

A half-assing activist who preaches, never practices,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I'm a half-assed activist that preaches but never practices,

Sick, spit a pandemic, crack and cancer mixed with cannabis